Last night at the karaoke bar, a very social place, my friend approached a group of girls and sat at their table. I don’t know what he said, but one of the girls, the fattest, least attractive one, said, “Go away. We’re having a ladies night out,” and dismissed him with a wave of the…
She was standing outside of the pub, leaning against the wall; all twenty one years old and five foot ten of her. French, thin, absolutely beautiful. She was a model with some pro experience—she didn’t brag. I guessed. For once, I believed it. She was all legs and hair. She wore a faux fox tail…
I’m sitting in this café and there’s an old geezer in the corner. Every time a woman, any woman, walks through the door he whistles like a bird in an odd chirping manner. He seems able to direct his tweets with the precision of a dolphins mating call because every girl turns to look for…
Learning pickup, like any noble skill, is a continuous, life spanning enterprise. The beauty of the crimson arts lies in that in order to attract the most delicious of beauties; one must continually improve their own stock. This is done by: Going out regularly and practicing cold approach to improve your social and seductive game…
Hi Kids. Here’s a special treat for Y’all. A few months ago I took a handful of my favourite blog posts and converted them into an Ebook format. Then I posted it on Reddit.com/r/seduction. The link hit #1 and sat there for twenty four hours before falling. It currently sits at #11 of the all…